If I were a poet, I would write a poem to praise her; If I were a painter, I would draw a huge oil painting to describe her; If I were a composer, I would write a wonderful song to praise her ... She is my favorite math teacher-Miss Zhang.
The scene that Teacher Chang gave us the first lesson is still fresh in my memory. I still remember that it was a night study. When the bell rang, Mr. Chang hurried to the podium. In the light, I looked at her: round face, big bright eyes, small and exquisite nose, bright red lips, short and chubby body, looking very kind. After she came to the classroom, she didn't rush to class, but introduced herself first and then told us a philosophical story. Her gentle tone intoxicated me. Class begins, and teacher Chang's interesting teaching methods make the classroom atmosphere lively soon. ...
Although she is gentle to us at ordinary times, she is stricter than any teacher. In that math weekly exam, I made several simple mistakes because of carelessness. Teacher Chang looked at me very seriously and said, Although you did well in this exam, you made the simplest mistake. Don't think it's because of carelessness, but because you are not proficient in this problem. You are not allowed to make such a mistake again next time! And yours. Symbols and numbers are not standardized, so practice! "I walked out of the office with a piece of paper and secretly vowed: I will never make this mistake again! Forever!
Something unexpected happened in the sky, and my mid-term exam score dropped by five places. I'm completely devastated. I'm too uncomfortable to face the teacher again. I didn't have the courage to look up at Miss Chang when I walked into the office with trepidation. Teacher Chang said kindly, "The mid-term exam has passed! You must redouble your efforts, the teacher believes you, you can do it! " I looked up with confidence. I said firmly, "ok, I will!" " "I swear: Teacher, I will never let you down again!
Teacher Chang, your strictness has made me serious and careful; Your gentleness has cast my confidence and courage; Your encouragement made me study hard. ...
Teacher Chang, my good teacher!
Article 2: My good teacher's composition
Open the notebook, a test report card comes into view, and memories are quietly stirring. ...
That was the last monthly exam of the seventh grade last semester. Seeing the report card, I was devastated-I actually got the eighth place in my grade. You know, I always come first in every exam!
Outside the window, the autumn wind mercilessly took away the fallen leaves.
I slumped in a chair. Looking at the rustling leaves outside the window and thinking of all the troubles I have encountered recently, I couldn't help it any longer. I cried on my desk. I didn't even notice when to start classes, let alone have the spirit to attend classes. Until you came to me and knocked on the desktop with your hand. I looked up and quickly looked at the blackboard with red and swollen eyes. You seem to understand something, go straight to the podium and go to the podium to continue the unfinished content. In this way, I spent this math class listlessly.
After class, when the students rest and leave. I just noticed that you didn't leave. Just when I was wondering, I found you pacing to my side. My heart sank and my hand grabbed my hair. It seems that a criticism is inevitable! I looked down and didn't dare to look you in the eye. My mind was blank.
"What's the matter with you?" I only heard a gentle word in my ear. I looked up in surprise, only to find that it was not the angry face I imagined. You cut my hair and said, "What's the matter?" I only felt my cheeks burning, and I hesitated: should I tell the teacher? Will the teacher scold me when she knows? My heart is as nervous as carrying a deer.
After some ideological struggle, I sobbed and said, "I didn't do well in this exam!" " In addition, the Chinese New Year is coming, and no one has signed up for the performance. The head teacher will definitely blame me then. "When he said this, my tears unwillingly fell down again, like a broken bead. After listening to my answer, you frowned and lost in thought. After a while, you squatted down slightly, looked at me with gentle eyes and said, "It's nothing to fail in this exam. Who hasn't lost? "You paused and then said," As for this New Year's Day performance, please discuss it with the class teacher. I'm sure he won't blame you Wipe your tears! You must be strong. " I "hmm", and in an instant, I felt much better, so I put my report card in my notebook.
Teacher Shan, do you know? Your words give me a feeling of "a bright future"; Teacher Shan, do you know? Every time I see the wrong questions on the test paper, I feel ashamed of you; Teacher Shan, do you know? Your kind words have always inspired me to move forward! Teacher Shan, you will always be my best teacher!
A gust of wind passed slightly, and the report card danced gently. ...